"Ms. Meng, who's this?" Several young female teachers came out of the private room with smiles, asking curiously.
"A friend," Meng Baihan said, though her words lacked conviction.
"A friend? Just a friend?" The female teachers giggled. "Ms. Meng has never dated anyone. Could it be because of him?"
They would not have joked around so casually with anyone else, but the young man before them was genuinely handsome and refined, with an extraordinary bearing. It was hard not to let their imaginations run wild.
"No, it's not," Meng Baihan said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.
Zhang Yang heard her, but merely smiled without saying anything.
"Ms. Meng, then you two go eat. I'd better head off first."
"Wait." Meng Baihan suddenly called after Zhang Yang.
"Is there something else?"
"My dad... my dad has always wanted to find an opportunity to treat you to a meal and thank you, but you've never been in Yinghai City." Meng Baihan hesitated. "Do you think... could you..."
"It was just a small matter. There's no need for a meal," Zhang Yang said with a smile.
"But..." Flustered, Ms. Meng instinctively grabbed Zhang Yang's hand and softly pleaded, "Just come, okay?"
Zhang Yang stopped and looked into Ms. Meng's eyes, filled with boundless expectation.
"You..." After pondering for a moment, he finally nodded. "How about... tomorrow?"
"Okay!" Meng Baihan was overjoyed and nodded quickly. "I'll tell my dad right now and have him book a hotel..."
"At your home is fine. I like home-cooked food," Zhang Yang said with a smile. "Go on, your colleagues are all watching you. We'll settle it over WeChat."
Meng Baihan looked back at the several colleagues peeking out from the private room entrance, and her face immediately reddened slightly.
"Then we'll talk on